Unlike his usual attire when he's visited the man in the past - and in contrast to his party outfit - he's wearing something casual, soft and comfortable. As much as he has to look the part when he's enacting worship to Bhaal, there's no need here and now. The dark coloured tunic and equally dark coloured trousers are simple cotton, pleasant enough to the touch to indicate quality.

He joins the smaller man at the fireplace, an elbow propped on the mantle as he fully embraces the heat from the fireplace warming him immediately. The orangey-glow plays across his features and catches in the metal of his piercings as he casts his gaze upon Enver, as though he hasn't seen him for some time.

It's impossible not to allow his eyes to drop further, the open neck of the robe the man is wearing certainly leaving enough on show for him to feel the stir of want again. A heat far surpassing that of the flames that crackle and dance to his side.

"I assume the additional, private invitation implies a continuation of the conversation we started earlier." Conversation very much engaged in using their bodies rather than their words. A mere starting point is what he's been contemplating for the past few hours, something that perhaps the other man could also assume has been something the bhaalspawn has been revisiting regularly in his mind.